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Even if you are married you sometimes can’t fight your bi-curiosity, as they say: only a man knows what another man needs…

My name’s Nick. This story happened a year ago. I’m an open-hearted, caring, and a bit timid person. I’m married. I have a secret that sometimes makes me do crazy things and get involved in different adventures and escapades. I love teen boys. I want to state I can always control my sexual emotions, I’m not into taking part in dangerous sex sprees, and I don’t seduce teens to have sex with me. Besides, I’m married and spend most part of my free time with my wife. I don’t sexually harass anybody because I’m convinced love is something about mutual desire.

Whenever I feel lonely I log on some site and chat with teens. You never know what it all can end up with, sometimes people reveal all their secret desires and dreams while chatting. It’s like you can learn a lot about somebody’s personality. Chatting can give rise to sympathy or antipathy. The thing I do like about web sites is that they’re absolutely anonymous. In my opinion, the net is like a submarine, which you can get on but can’t get off. There’re so many chats, forums, social networks here, it’s so easy to get lost in here and get absolutely addicted to all that. It’s a virtual river that never stops flowing.

I’m bisexual, and sometimes I do want to make out with guys. Can there be anything better the teenage days? You’re young, ambitious, vigorous, and fearless. You’re happy because you have the whole life ahead of you, and there’re so many things you can do.

Once I left a message at one of gay sites. The message read I wanted to meet a guy of 18-21 for chatting and more. Soon I got a mail massage from a guy who’d just turned 18. We started chatting with him at that site. Soon our pen-pal friendship turned into a really close relationship, something very intimate. His name was Ethan, and he was a really talented young man. He was accepted at some really good college. He was a genius in a way.

We had a lot in common, but when I found out how smart and talented he was I was a bit confused. It seemed so strange that an 18 year old guy could talk about some really serious matters and know more than adults do about them. I was really curious and interested in him and suggested a meeting in a café at 6.

He came in time. He was a slim handsome guy with beautiful blue eyes. First it was hard to find a thing to talk about. We both were shy and confused. But the more we talked the more I got he was a really intelligent smart guy with a very kind heart. He invited me over to his place in a week.

His room looked really nice. It was windy and cold outside, but it felt so great and warm in his room. Ethan confessed he answered my message cause he found it honest and real, cause it didn’t have obscene and lusty hints at sex. The message was all about chatting and friendship.

Ethan showed me in his room to tell me about his interests and hobbies. He turned on some nice music and sat down in the armchair. Turned out we both were really fond of poem writing, French, music, and singing. Ethan wanted to try himself in singing some day.

He paused. The silence was unbearable. I was racking my brains trying to find another topic to talk about, but I couldn’t. Ethan felt it and helped me out. He stretched his hand. We sat down on the couch. We started kissing. Then I suggested him taking off his shirt and jeans. He was wearing just his briefs now. He closed his eyes letting me look at his body.

I was excited. My heart was breathing so fast seems even Ethan could hear that. I started caressing his teen body. He was breathing heavily, his heart was also ready to leap out of his chest with excitement. I was kissing and caressing his chest, his stomach, his nipples, inhaling the smell of his body. I saw his bulge. The briefs were white so I could see the outline of his long tasty dick. My caressing made it get hard. It was sensitive to my every touch. I squeezed the dickhead through the pants, it was swollen. I moved my finger along the boner. I started fondling the shaft. Ethan was really aroused. He opened his eyes and was watching. Then he let me take off his briefs.

It was so difficult for me to control my emotions. I was really hot too. His straight 8-inch long dick was throbbing waiting for some blowjob. I liked his medium size balls and black bush. Ethan was like an ancient Greek god. I took his shaft in my hand, I started jerking it, then sucked on it getting it all deep in my throat.

Meanwhile, I was caressing his buttocks, his balls. Ethan spread his hands and legs wide to sides, enjoying my caress. He was moaning when I was fondling his dickhead and foreskin, when I was kissing his stomach. We both were focused on his upcoming orgasm. In less than ten seconds his dick started erupting cumloads on my face, neck, some drops reached my mouth.

It was the first time I tasted hot salty semen of a teen. It was fantastic! His penis was getting flaccid. Ethan kissed me on the lips with passion and love.

We changed places. Ethan took off all of my clothes and sucked on my dick, squeezing the balls lightly. I was watching him please me. He was trying really hard to make me feel sheer bliss. He got on his knees, his hands were resting on my butt cheeks, he was sucking on my 7-inch pecker.
Ethan was fondling me the way he could, the way his teen intuition told him to. I felt like cumming. I came right in his mouth. I felt so happy and satisfied. We dressed up and spent a lot of time kissing in the hall before I left. I went in Boston.

Six months later it was summer, I wanted to go back to my home town and see Ethan. We’d been chatting and calling each other all those long months. I was dreaming of a date. I was always thinking what it would be like. Thinking of Ethan helped me live.

I called Ethan and we arranged a meeting. He was leaving somewhere so we didn’t have much time for each other. Warm air filled his room, it was ruffling Ethan’s hair. Hot summer wind filled me with great desire to have Ethan by my side forever. We were sitting in his room, listening to music, and browsing through magazines.
Ethan smiled and looked in my eyes. Without saying a word he stood up and put his hand on my shoulder. There was so much love and care in his look, it’s hard to put it all into words. We didn’t even have to say anything, it was clear we both wanted it… I hugged Ethan, my boy, my beloved boy.

We kissed. The kiss made my body tremble. Seemed we became one. We wanted to be together away from people and routine fuss… he was the dearest person to me that moment. I was drowning in his beautiful eyes, I was crazy about his sweet lips, his teen body.

I felt his dick get really hard in his pants. I touched it with my hand. Ethan dressed off. I took his penis in my hand and exposed the dickhead. I made Ethan get in the armchair again. I was jacking off his cock. Ethan was really hot, his body was tense and at the same time sensitive to my every touch. I licked and then sucked on his dickhead, on all of his stem. My hands were roaming over his body, squeezing the balls, massaging his chest and his tight asshole. His dick was throbbing, it was straight, long, and beautiful.

Ethan changed his love game tactics this time. He asked me to stop. He dressed me off. I was standing nude in front of him. He kissed me. I found myself sitting in the armchair instead of him. Ethan moved his tongue all the way from my testicles to the dickhead. WOW! He was standing on the knees in front of me, working his hands and mouth.

I told him I was cumming. Ethan smiled and accelerated the tempo. It was a wild and long lasting orgasm. I came in his mouth. Babe licked my dick clean and sat down on the floor breathing heavy as if after jogging or something. We took a short break and switched places. Ethan came in several minutes. His body was shivering in convulsions. I milked all of his semen. Yummy!

We spent some time lying on the couch talking about our plans for the future. Then we went to take a shower. Then I left.

Well, actually I could finish my story this way. But as this is a true story the end must also be true.

Youth is so special cause it passes by so fast. One must manage to try everything. And love isn’t ever lasting. Turned out, Ethan often met with different men, he loved hanging out and partying. He had sex with his one night stands. It hurt me a lot to realize my friend could spend time with somebody else, that somebody else’s hands caressed his body. But what could I do about that? How could I tell him to stop?

I left for good soon and we couldn’t see each other anymore. We called each other and wrote messages at first, but soon we had nothing else to share, we were strangers to each other. We often think back to happiest moments of out lives, we remember people who once made us happy. We remember them through the years.

2 Responses to “Farewell to Ethan”

1. brit Says:
   June 2nd, 2008 at 6:12 am

   Ahh I’m a girl into gay guy stories and my fingers r in my pants rite now great horny story

2. adonis Says:
   July 5th, 2008 at 12:32 am

   what for do you need a wife if you like guys? and was your ethan supposed to wait for your dick for 6 month? of course he met with other guys. you’re just mad. and the story is stupid. it’s all just about sex. so what was the point to make a lovestory of it?

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